Chapter 28: Recognizing a Thief as Father

Feng Dun on this side was choked speechless.

The various route Grand Commanders and Generals, in their hearts, wanted to fight.

With so many supplies, grain, livestock, and people in the main camp, of course they wanted to fight.

Once taken, it would immediately be a huge profit.

But the problem lay in the fact that inside the main camp there were two to three thousand men, armored soldiers who had previously defeated the Later Zhao great army!

The combat strength of these armored soldiers, at least Feng Dun had witnessed with his own eyes.

Added to that, flight had become the trend in the various fortified settlements.

The military household peasants left in the various fortified settlements had long since been of restless hearts.

If forced to serve as cannon fodder, they would inevitably defect directly, running into the main camp.

But if the various settlement commanders and generals were made to send their own clan vassals to charge the camp.

The foreseeable tragic losses were something they were unwilling to bear.

They originally thought they could rely on holding the moral high ground, manipulate Lin Dao a bit, and extract some benefits.

Unexpectedly, Lin Dao turned out to be someone who didn't reason!

At this moment words drove words to the point where neither side could step down.

Even for the sake of face, in the end they still had to put on a show of doing it.

But as several scouts came whistling, a scene of blades facing each other instantly subsided.

"Men from Ye City have arrived!"

After many days, Li Nong once again stepped into the grand tent that originally belonged to him.

On both sides inside the tent stood the various route settlement commanders and generals.

In the center, at the highest seat, Lin Dao sat upright among them.

"Grand Zhao Sikong Li Nong."

Composing himself, Li Nong stepped forward to pay respects, "Paying respects to the Qihuo Commander."

Lin Dao was slightly dazed.

Only when Feng Dun stepped out, took the credential book from Li Nong's hands, and placed it on the desk before Lin Dao.

Did he then return to his senses.

The Qihuo Commander Li Nong spoke of was himself.

When did I become a Qihuo Commander.

Glancing at the credential book on the desk, Lin Dao calmed his breath, "If there's business, speak."

"The Heavenly King has heard that the Qihuo Commander possesses a marvelous object."

Li Nong cupped his fists, "The Heavenly King is greatly pleased, and specially ordered me to come pay a visit."

"If the Qihuo Commander is willing to submit to the Heavenly King, fame, profit, noble rank, gold, silver, beauties — whatever the Qihuo Commander desires, just speak directly."

Lin Dao had not yet made any response, but on Feng Dun's side his complexion kept changing, and he immediately stepped out.

"Truly laughable!"

"You lost the fight and now want to solicit surrender?"

"Where is there such a good thing!"

Although they had just been at sword's point and bow drawn.

But when facing the Qianghu, the various route Grand Commanders and Generals were still willing to work together with one heart.

Ever since Sima Teng brought the first route of Qihuo Army from Bingzhou.

On the Central Plains earth, Qihuo Armies large and small that rose up numbered no less than a hundred factions.

But among these, the vast majority were exterminated by the Later Zhao Qianghu.

Even Shi Hu personally leading troops to exterminate major Qihuo Army factions numbered over ten.

Except for a small portion of people, most Qihuo Armies were slaughtered by the Qianghu, many buried in pits.

The Qihuo Army here at Shangbai in Guangzong County had also fought continuously with Later Zhao for many years.

The hatred between the two sides was like mountains and seas.

When facing the mortal enemy Qianghu, the interest conflicts with Lin Dao could naturally be temporarily set aside.

Feng Dun's such urgency lay more in fear.

If Lin Dao truly defected to the Qianghu

Those inextinguishable divine fires, the Wooden Kite Divine Birds that fly to burn grain, the armor and weapons exquisite to the extreme, the unending grain and fodder.

If these things fell into Qianghu hands, then their Qihuo Armies would be doomed!

"Does the Qihuo Army here have no manners?"

Shi Min behind Li Nong frowned slightly, "The Qihuo Commander has not yet spoken, how can you subordinates overstep your bounds?"

Being called Lin Dao's subordinate, Feng Dun flared up in anger, "Who are you? There's no place for you to speak here!"

"This one is the Deputy Envoy."

Li Nong spoke, "Marquis Xiucheng, Guerrilla General, the Heavenly King's grandson, Shi Min."

Feng Dun cried out in alarm, "You are the Shi Min who defeated Murong Ke?"

Several years ago, Shi Hu dispatched a hundred thousand great army to attack the Xianbei Murong Clan.

As a result, the various route great armies were successively defeated by the famous Xianbei general Murong Ke, suffering over thirty thousand beheaded.

In this great defeat, only Shi Min steadied the formation, launched a counterattack defeating the pursuing Murong Ke, Murong Chui and others, covering the safe retreat of the various departments.

You must know, in this era the Xianbei Murong Clan's fully armored cavalry, their combat power is extremely strong.

Even the Xiongnu's fully armored cavalry are not their match.

Shi Min led a partial army composed mainly of foot soldiers and defeated the Murong Clan's armored cavalry, his fame resounding throughout the world.

"Shi Min?"

Lin Dao's expression here showed realization. "You are called Ran Min, right."

Ran Min, the founder of Ran Wei, the renowned Martial Mourning Heavenly King.

A single Kill the Hu Order made the Qianghu completely disappear from the stage of history.

In the entire Northern and Southern Dynasties era, the most famous fierce man was him, Ran Min.

"Why does the Grand Marshal speak such words."

Shi Min was slightly stunned. "This one is a member of the Great Zhao imperial clan."

Lin Dao let out an "oh." "Acknowledging a thief as one's father."

"You~"

Shi Min flew into a great rage. "Grand Marshal, how very rude!"

Still that sentence: the people of this era lack a sense of identification with nation and ethnicity.

In Shi Min's view, his family rising from the status of refugees in the Begging-for-Life Army to become members of the Great Zhao imperial clan was a joyous event worthy of burning incense at the ancestral graves.

Lin Dao said he acknowledged a thief as his father, so of course he would get angry.

The various Settlement commanders and generals all burst into laughter, mocking Shi Min.

The proud and arrogant Shi Min gritted his teeth, about to fly into a rage.

"Enough."

Lin Dao waved his hand. "It's meal time. Eat first, then we'll talk business after eating."

He rose and returned to the rear tent, returning to the Modern Spacetime.

Riding a tricycle to the supermarket, he bought some canned food and brought it back to Yonghe Spacetime.

"Grand Marshal." Li Nong reached out pointing at the rows of prefabricated houses not far away, his expression astonished. "What are these things?"

When he entered the camp earlier, his mind wasn't on this.

A hasty glance, he only found it weird.

Now on the way to the Canteen, the more he looked the weirder it seemed, and he couldn't help but speak up to ask.

"Is it that you're old, and your eyesight is failing?"

Lin Dao exclaimed in surprise. "Those are houses."

"Houses?!"

Li Nong and Shi Min looked at each other, both seeing the shock in the other's eyes.

Not just them.

The various Settlement commanders and generals were also full of astonishment.

Li Nong frowned. "May we take a look?"

"Nothing that can't be seen." Lin Dao raised his hand to signal. "Afraid of delaying meal time, you'll go hungry."

The group arrived near the prefabricated houses.

What met the eye were rows upon rows of neatly arranged board houses.

On one side of each row of board houses stood a wooden placard.

Li Nong looked over curiously and saw a wooden placard on which was written.

"Right Camp Area C Third Weichang First Jia."

"Maintaining public hygiene is everyone's responsibility."

"Strictly forbidden to urinate or defecate anywhere; violators stop rations for one day."

"Control volume at night; do not disturb neighbors."

The prefabricated houses were completed, and Lin Dao borrowed the Baojia System to re-plan the camp.

The entire camp was divided into five camp areas: front, rear, left, right, and center.

The Central Camp where the main tent is located mainly contains the Military Camp, Medical Office, Wounded Soldier Camp, Artisan Camp, Canteen, Tailoring Factory, etc.

The Rear Camp is mainly for settling livestock and the Grain and Supplies storage area.

The remaining camp areas are all living areas.

Within the living areas, they are further divided into areas such as Jia, Yi, Bing, Ding, etc.

Within each area, the prefabricated houses are allocated using the Baojia System.

Each row of prefabricated houses has upper and lower two stories with ten rooms, housing ten households, designated as one Jia.

Ten rows of prefabricated houses are designated as one Weichang.

A simple circle of lime powder sprinkled around marks the area division.

It was exactly meal time; the women had all gone to the Canteen to get food.

The men left at home, seeing the Lord Commander arrive, all led their children forward to pay respects.

Canteen rule: each household receives food by ticket.

Households with women must have the woman collect it; otherwise none is given.

This arrangement is to provide a layer of protection for the women.

After all, even if the man eats most of the food, he will still leave a mouthful of survival rations for the woman.

If the woman in the household starves to death, then they cannot collect food, and thus go hungry.

This is a method to protect women in a Chaotic Era.

The cruelty of a Chaotic Era, people of the Modern World simply do not understand.

Those little fairies who shout all day about wanting to transmigrate to fight in the harem, if they truly transmigrated over.

First is a three-day passive input method.

Then it's served on the table, or put into the pot.

Shi Min reached out and tapped the wall. "Not stone, not wood."

"It's alloy steel," Lin Dao explained to him. "Resists earthquakes and strong winds; a temporary dwelling."

Everyone was speechless—actually using steel to build houses!

Shi Min surveyed Lin Dao curiously, pondering in his heart.

"Who exactly is this person? Where does he come from?"

All the way to the canteen.

The women were lining up to get food.

In the cleared area, dozens of long tables and chairs were set up, mainly for workers from all over to come eat.

Qin Lang waved his hand, and the workers quickly stood up and left.

Everyone took their seats, and the cooks brought today's lunch.

At noon there were only two dishes: stir-fried cabbage and stir-fried shredded potatoes.

Lin Dao signaled Liu Hu and the others to place the various cans they had carried over onto the table.

"Come, come, don't be polite."

He picked up a luncheon meat can with the packaging torn off and taught everyone how to open it.

As soon as the can was opened, the rich aroma of grease and meat, mixed with the scent of spices, filled the nose and mouth.

Seeing the cook about to serve portions, Lin Dao immediately stopped him.

"Serve what? One can per person!"

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